Seriously, is your life THAT boring?

Those close enough to me might already know what this post is about.

Someone once said ( I think it was my sister) it's not wrong that people should care about other people, that's what makes us a society... but there is such a thing as minding your own damn business.

I don't know what's so interesting in my life that people keep on barging in and make it a point to make it their business, or their life for that matter.

Twice this happened to me, TWICE.

The first culprit, well, I know who she is, quite intimately you can say. I grew up with her. Well, I guess I can console myself with the fact that she didn't bag such a priceless miracle from God as a result of it. Yeah, that's what my Mom and my friends say and that's what I tell myself every damn day.

The second idiot, however, I know nothing of. This person may be happy with the fact that he/she got what they wanted. Yes, I did get hurt. Yes, I cried and yes, I haven't fully recovered. Congratufuckinglations.

Dear bastard/whore,

I hate you.

kthanks.

I guess the thing that really bugs me is the fact that those two things that happened were not on my own accord. I didn't choose this. I didn't want this. You are, to me, a distorted image of a Genie in a bottle. You grant wishes, but you twist them to you're own pleasure. You want to be happy, you want to be satisfied and you don't care who gets hurt in the process.

But what I find surprising till this very day, is how fascinating you find my life to be. So interesting, in fact, that you would go out of your way to have a piece of the action. Oh wow, I should say I'm very flattered. Thank you for that realisation. But you know what? If you're so damn bored/lonely, you could've asked to be my friend, I'd probably say yes. Because this is probably what got me into this shit hole in the very first place, I trust people too soon, too easily. Silly me.

I kesian you. Seriously. If this is a form of entertainment you enjoy, I feel sorry for you. I really do. I really feel you might lack love/affection in your life. Who knows, you might have a father who hates you or is never around, or a mother who's sneaking out late at night to see her lover (whoops). Kalau dalam bahasa Ibunda, ni namanya orang yang kurang kasih sayang.

Tidak, saya lebih suka the term "kurang ajar". Kesian, mak bapak tak ajar ye? Haih...

For you, asswipe, I hope you don't have another life you plan to screw up. Because if you do, I have one thing to say. As a result of this twisted hobby of yours,

People get hurt. Good people.

Years and years of friendships are destroyed.

Trust and loyalty are lost.

If you read this, you might say.."OMG, look at her, she hasn't moved on, Hurraah!" Well, I hate to burst your bubble, I have moved on from the grief and the sadness and the regrets. But there is one thing I will not let go off. Ever.

I. Will. Hate. You. Forever.

My promise to you, if ever I find out who you are, I will make your life so painful you'll wish you've never met me. I will torture you, I will not rest until your dignity is in bits and pieces on the ground, under my feet.

I swear to God.